Sharon Olds (November 19, 1942 / San Francisco)
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Poems by Sharon Olds : 23 / 25
The Unborn
Sometimes I can almost see, around our heads,
Like gnats around a streetlight in summer,
The children we could have,
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Touchingly sad, i like the imagery effect! Nice piece! ! !
For some reason I feel there is more to the poem that you didn't write, but then I have been wrong many times. Any one who reads your poem will be more thoughtful of motherhood. Thanks for sharing it with us all.
Very moving great depth, thank you
Your writing is as good as Viola Grey's, you are an inspiration, thank you
Your writing is so good it gives me chills.
Yes, yet this piece somewhat seems to hint at or reminds us and man and woman, that in the end, Abortion is an anti-Christian sin and act, perpetrated by the thoughtless, bad.
God bless us all-MJG.
Thank you! Bill Grace
The Dead Letter Office...striking, rich and scenic
Forgotten, but not quite. A beautifully blurred portrayal of children that will never be, the desperation for the smallest sliver of life. Enjoyed.